All my appointments and playdates and fun on Monday went fabulously, with the exception of the intern’s comment (which was just funny) and a couple dumb ones that I made myself. Because this is a kind blog and I rarely tell stories on others, I’ll retaliate with a dumb one that I said myself.
At MOMS Club, during the part of the meeting where we all sit down with each other and discuss club business like upcoming philanthropy events, parties, and playdates, one of my very good friends was sitting next to me, valiantly trying to record minutes with at least 5 preschoolers jumping around and crawling on top of her. I leaned over and observed in a whisper, “L, you are lousy with kids!”
Whoops! After a stunned pause, when we both realized that that statement could be taken two drastically different ways, we both burst out laughing. While she did have kids crawling all over her, she is one of the best moms I’ve ever met. I was mortified! Luckily, she also has a fabulous sense of humor!
In response to Susan K’s comment yesterday, I should note that my surgeon did write on me with a Sharpie just before my surgery, reminding herself and others which breast was having “the works” done and which breast would have just a simple mastectomy (no lymph node removal). I didn’t mind, although I did almost try to stop her from using permanent marker to write on my skin.
All of which may go a long way in explaining why my preschooler isn’t a fan of circle time, but he loves using permanent markers.